[Great Prosperity]
Instantly, a golden light burst forth from the eyes of the bird's head at the tip of Victor's staff.
The blazing golden light enveloped all the flames, and the dazzling brilliance swallowed up all the scorching heat.
Now, Victor has converted all of Vega's remaining magic into his own power attribute.
A gentle golden light filled his body like a tide, and a powerful sense of strength surged through his limbs and bones.
Feeling the power surging from his body like a spring, he suddenly plunged the scepter in his hand deep into the earth.
At the same time, he raised the spear with both hands.
Watching the flaming spear tassel suddenly spin in the air, scattering a crimson spear flower.
Flames swept through the air as he placed the tip of his spear behind him, bent his knees slightly, and faced forward.
At this moment, the azure flames in Viktor's eyes reignited.
Azure flames surged from his helmet, burning like a phoenix rising from the ashes, creating a dazzling halo.
"Then so be it."
"I will challenge you."
Buzz—
Before he finished speaking, the dark void trembled violently.
The space, which was already engulfed in flames, suddenly burst forth with even more fire fragments.
In an instant, countless lava fragments converged, and a red fortress billowing with thick smoke suddenly rose from the ground.
The colossal figure of this battlefield occupied the entire sky, and even the void beneath their feet was covered by the scorching, fiery earth.
Black platforms rising abruptly from the ground surrounded this fiery land, and scorched red rocks covered this terrifying, scorching world.
What appeared before Hades and Victor was none other than the vast battlefield from the beginning.
However, the black platforms that had risen around the perimeter were now devoid of the blue-green spectators.
In this desolate battlefield, only Victor and Hades stood facing each other.
Behind Victor, a scepter was embedded deep in the earth.
Battlegrounds of Kings
As a king, Hades would never refuse any challenge.
Once someone challenges Hades, Hades will voluntarily establish this battlefield of kings.
This also means that the fight between Victor and Hades just now was really just Hades taking it as a joke.
Now that the Battlefield of Kings has been established, it is tantamount to Hades accepting the challenge and preparing to go all out.
This will be his final battle with Victor.
Suddenly, Viktor looked around at the dark platform, the empty space appearing unusually quiet.
A deep voice sounded again from within his helmet:
"Since we're preparing for such a grand event, how can we do it without an audience?"
These words startled Hades, whose fighting spirit had already been high.
He was very curious about how to find an audience from this void abyss.
The battlefield of kings does allow outsiders to enter as spectators, but only if there are already people around.
Of course, the dead also count.
Now, in this desolate abyss, there is clearly no one else besides him and Victor.
However, at this moment, he felt as if a large number of dead souls had appeared around him.
There are even more...
"The scent of Persephone?"
Sensing this, Hades once again turned his questioning gaze to Victor.
How did he know Persephone would come?
That's so strange!
However, Hades, obsessed with battle, did not continue to ponder and instead said directly:
"Alright, since you expect them to witness this battle together."
I'll grant your wish!
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his spear.
The crimson shadow of the gun flashed across the surroundings, instantly igniting a scorching flame in the dark stands.
Bang bang bang!
Clusters of flames rose up on the high platform, stretching continuously from left to right, like a magnificent curtain of fire.
Then, the originally scorching flames suddenly turned into a dark blue, and a group of blue souls emerged one after another like a waterfall.
They huddled together, and from a distance, they appeared as a vast, blue ocean of souls.
Countless souls stared in disbelief at their surroundings, not even realizing what had happened.
But then, a flame suddenly burst into flames in the very center of the surrounding audience seats.
As the flames subsided, no dead souls appeared.
Only one enormous golden chair sat there steadily.
And then...
"oh!"
As the voice faded, a young girl in a pure white robe slowly floated down from the sky.
Persephone gently covered her skirt and gracefully landed in front of the giant chair.
She leaped lightly and sat in the very center of the throne, one leg crossed over the other.
He lowered his head slightly, scrutinizing Hades and Victor, who were in the center of the battlefield.
Seeing the scene before her, her eyes sparkled, and she smiled softly.
"All right."
"It seems we've arrived just in time."
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